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| jburt1 (profile) wrote, on 8-9-2003 at 12:54am | |
| "You're 33 minutes late," says my mother when I walk in the door. I tried explaining to her that we got lost, I had to stop for gas, and I almost died tonight (okay, I didn't see the bright light, but I had to SLAM on the break a few times before I could stop!) Still, it was fun bowling and singing kereokee in white cloud. I hope debbie doesn't get in too much trouble for being home late. | |
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unbleachedblond | 08-10-03 8:01pm tell ur mom im sorry and that its my fault - its alwaz easier to blame someone that she doesnt know...which bright light? and howd u get lost? |
jburt1 | Re:, 08-11-03 4:46am It was dark out, I was speeding, and Jami didn't point out 88th street or whatever street we had to turn down (we were taking the "shortcut"). You know...the bright light at the end of the tunnel. That bright lite. |